Our column on "Curious Tales of Old New
England" prompted this letter:

"Dear Sir:

I am 88 years of age. Your column brought
to mind some professions and occupations that no longer exist,
or at least not to the extent that they once flourished. Of course
there are some that need no explanation, such as screever, resurrectionist,
answer-jobber, cragsman, grimgribber, music-duffer, nicknackitarian,
jibber-jabber, phrenologist, sand-knocker, snood fitter, etc.
We all know about them. I'm talking the everyday work of common
folk. For example, when I was a girl, father made his living
as a blimp greaser, but the Hindenburg disaster put an end to
that. Therefore, I think it would be advantageous to your readers
to do a column on such long lost occupations."

Sincerely,
Thelia Baxter Knolton

PS How about those Red Sox?"

Since we couldn't think of anything else to
write about, we did some research and found out about some other
jobs that have gone the way of the Milkman, Scissor Grinder,
Diaper Service Man, Rug Braider, Hobo Skinner, Calling Card Refurbisher,
Barn Owl Sexer, Door to Door Gutter Snipe and Hat Blocker:

Knob Polisher:
In the tradition of the Scissor Grinder, the Knob Polisher would
go from town to town with his colorfully painted wagon calling
out "Bring out your knobs! Door knobs, drawer knobs, four
knobs, more knobs! Bring out your knobs!" Housewives (or
their maids, if they were among the well to do) would bring out
their knobs to be polished, refurbished or even replaced. Some
would go into people's houses and polish their knobs, but that
was a more specialized field.

Lint Collector (as opposed to the Dust Gatherer,
who really didn't do much of anything):
The Lint Collector would go door to door asking for lint. On
a good laundry day he could collect up to two pounds of it. What
he did with it was anyone's guess.

Servant Flogger:
The most famous of these was Ossip Bulow of Hartford, Connecticut.
A German immigrant who made his fortune providing powdered bratwurst
to the Union Army during the Civil War, Bulow never charged for
his services. He saw servant flogging as "A way of giving
back to the country that gave me so much".

Pincushion Stuffer:
In the days when every woman learned to sew at a young age, the
pincushion industry boomed. It was a way for young immigrant
women to start a home business of their own, or even work their
way into the more lucrative sweatshop trade.

Medicine Bottle Label Gluer:
This was popular for orphans who couldn't get a coveted street
urchin position. There were several popular patent medicines
at the time such as Carter's Little Liver Pills; McCoy's Miraculous
Nerve Tonic; Dr. Frobisher's Night Terror Suppressant; Scanlon's
Scurvy Scourge, Nurse Missy's Colic Cure and Moose Laxative;
Mother Kindness's Mercury Drops, Carstairs Brothers Laudanum
Pops, etc. In the days before the assembly line, label gluing
was painstaking, demanding work. Plus, as label glue was highly
toxic, the turnover rate was high.

Yegg Timer:
While technically not a job, during the Depression safe crackers
(or "yeggs", as they were known) had specialized gang
members who looked out for the police while they did their work
and let them know if they were taking too long or arousing suspicion.
They usually received a cut of the take, so a good Yegg Timer
could earn as much as the Governor of a medium sized state (after
taxes).

Ham Loft Supervisor:
In the time before refrigeration most people canned, dried, pickled
or otherwise preserved food for the long winter. Hams were especially
popular, although not many people had room to store them. Every
town of any size had a ham loft, and looking after the hams was
the duty of a highly specialized individual. After serving a
long apprenticeship as a ham curer, an especially industrious
or clever individual could demonstrate the skills necessary for
this exacting task. Often, it was passed from generation to generation.
(Editor's note: Some historians believe that this is why Jewish
immigrants faced discrimination when they arrived in America.
Some, eager to assimilate, turned their back on keeping kosher
and "Took Up The Ham").

Dog Shooter:
In the days before Humane Societies, putting down an old family
pet or rabid animal fell to whoever was closest to the shotgun.
For people without firearms, however, it was necessary to call
the Dog Shooter, Cat Drowner, Rabbit Stomper or Goat Intimidator.

Pinecone Man:
Usually a colorful eccentric, the Pinecone Man would roam the
woods looking for pinecones. Pinecones were once a thriving industry,
especially in New Hampshire (see also "Pine Needle Sweeper"),
but once synthetic pinecones were introduced in the 1940s, the
Pinecone Man all but disappeared.
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